Downstairs, knife man spots the blonde buzzcut alone on the sofa, passing out.
Distracted by his phone, the man ambushes Sad Boy with a swift chokehold.
Startled, he tries to break free but knife man's muscular arms constrict his airflow even more.
Swinging his other arm around, he presses the knife above the top of Sad Boy's bellybutton. Sad Boy tries to spit on the man but he pushes it in harder. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Sunshine."
"Why?"
"We still have a long way to go."
